Life as art

Last night i had a dream i was dancing on a hurdy gurdy in Bosch's Garden of Earthly Delights tryptich. the demons try to push me off, to scare me, but i dance to fast for them. i dance around the hand crank and play myself away.


Taste the fool.

("have a cavity once ever 10 years in your teeth - it isn't too bad." Take this opportunity to try and get fucked-up. Realized you still had responsibilities.)